This is a REALLY long chapter guys... So beware, read when you have time. :)

Enjoy... it's getting closer to the second week when they're all together again! Yay! ...anyone else dancing? or is it just me?

Alex POV –Tuesday Night-

I waited with my arms crossed, yawning in the kitchen until James slid around the corner. He wore the usually black jeans, studded belt, band shirt and connies. I was an almost mirror image.

"Where am I taking you?" He scratched his head and then ruffled his own longish hair, grabbing the keys and then skipping out into the hall.

"You wanned to get dinner last I heard. I want to go to the video store and get a few."

"M'kay little sis, but nothing over M." He grabbed me around the neck and tapped my forehead, "Don't want that little head of yours getting corrupted, do we?"

I scrunched up my face, trying to push him off, but I was surprised that when I grabbed his arm, I felt a bit of muscle. "Wow, wow… when have you been working out?"

James let me go and went around the other side of the car and slid in, "What do you mean?" He asked, when we both flopped into the seats.

I leaned over and grabbed the short sleeve of his arm, rolling it up and feeling the bulk, "That! When was- how did- who- when-?"

He chuckled, "Bambi, I've changed a little since I was fourteen. You gotta keep up." It was true. The last image I really had of him was when he was about fourteen-fifteen. He had suddenly gotten into the whole music stuff, dragging me along with him. I was glad of that though.

I rolled my eyes and then paused, looking at his arm, my eyes falling on the ink- "DUDE! SINSE WHEN DID MOM LET YOU GET A TATTOO?!"

He looked at his arm casually and then shrugged, starting up the car, "She didn't."

I gawked for a little longer and then a smile twitched in, "When?"

"A month or two ago, when you were away."

"Thanks," I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, I'm thinking of getting one right about…" I looked around my body.

James laughed and raised his hand, one still on the wheel, for a high five, "Yeeeeaaah! That's my sis."

I slapped his head, "Eyes on the road, jerk." We both laughed.

"So Alex… Little sister," he hunched his shoulders.

"What do you want?" I asked in a concerned tone.

"I want to know how long this has been going on." I stared and he added, "Blondie. How long have you two been…?"

"Well the other week it was his birthday…."

"WHOA! Sis! I'm on a need-to-know basis here, tight schedule, I don't need –nor do I want to hear- all the dirty, gory details."

I shrugged, "Whatever. Your loss." I giggled and laughed, "A few weeks ago actually, but it's all been moving really, really fast. It's like we all sort of are… settling down."



"We all? Ah, don't tell me Rache's got herself a mini Blondie?"

I frowned, "You're so weird. Nah, she's got her own spunk. Leah too, ah Baby Boy's hilariously adorable…" I frowned; speaking of which, I wondered if Rachel had called him yet.

"Tell me about the girls, how are they?"

I smirked at him, but he didn't get it. I'd never really said it out loud to anyone, because it was way more funnier in my head. Also I might get at least four drinks or whatever is handy thrown at me if I did.

Ever since we were about twelve, the girls over and my brothers fitting right in, it's always been a bit of a chase.

Rachel, being the stupid flirt that she was, caught James attention a few too many times. Scott was cute; he'd joke about the stuff with the two girls all the time. Always giving them his number and saying he'd help 'em out with anything they would possibly need help with. But I always saw that second sparkle when he spoke to Leah. It was adorable only for one reason- she was the only girl that was ever almost his height. The stupid little cheerleaders he used to pick up all the time were enough to break in his hands, Leah put him in his place a lot too. But then again… so could I.

I always teased the two boys about it, but I never told them how serious I really was.

"Which one?" I prompted, shoving my nose in the air like I didn't really grasp what he had asked.

"Both of them, they're not in any trouble are they?"

I laughed, "We're talking about Rachel and Leah here. Don't even ask that question." I smirked again, "But they're fine. Both got boyfriends now so…" I side glanced at him, catching that look that I knew I would get.

He didn't say anything else until we pulled up outside the video store. I jumped out, running to the door and sliding in.

I wondered around the store, picking out random movies, reading about others, and finally searching for James. He was in the isle with all the martial arts movies and pornos. I raised my eyebrows at him and he looked up.

"What?! I'm male and nineteen. It's allowed." He snapped, grabbing the movies from my arms and looking through them. "Don't like it. Seen it. Crap actors. Hot, get it. Nope…" He handed about six of them back, holding one in his hand and looking over the tops of the shelves easily. I glared at him; one for dumping the movies back on me, but two; for his stupid tallness. Was it just that everyone was taller than me?

I put the movies on a side counter with only one glance over my shoulder as James wondered down the isle before turning with a huff and almost walked straight into someone who rounded the corner.

"Crap!" I grabbed for something before I fell, and turned out it was his hand. I was about to freak, until I recognised the smooth voice.

"Nice one, Newbury. What's up?" I raised my eyes and they fell on Baby Boy's face.

"Tyler? What the hell?!" I shook my head and thumped my temples, "Okay, you're either stalking me. Going on a freaky ironic road trip or…" I looked at him with a 

pained expression, "I'm unbelievably unobservant."

"Ding-ding." He raised a finger, "I go for the last option. You live here too, huh?"

I folded my arms, "No, I've always lived here. So you live here to."

He chuckled, folding his arms too, mirroring me except for the fact he was at least one and a half-two heads taller. "You want to argue before even giving your friend a hug and greeting?"

I tried not to smile, but when he did, it was impossible. I spread my arms out and latched onto him, "Hello Tyler,"

"Hey Alex," He pet my head and laughed.

"So you've lived here forever? Why the hell-" I cursed and then shook my head, "What's up?"

I took this moment to really take in his appearance. He didn't seem any taller, yet his hair seemed a little longer- like it wasn't brushed or pushed out of his eyes? His eyes. They looked intense, like when someone's stressed, you can see it all in their eyes. He looked a little thinner than normal.

"Ty, is everything okay?"

He cleared his throat and looked down at his feet, shoving his hands in his pockets, "For now I guess." He looked over his shoulder and rolled his eyes, "Hey Alex, I'll tell you all about it another time. Looks like I've gotta get my ass moving. I have your number and everything, I'll call you tomorrow."

"Sure okay, see you." He waved and jogged to the counter, grabbing his DVD's and slipping out the door.

James walked over, "Who was that?"

"Friend of mine from school."

"He's cute." He tried to pull off the whole sibling concern but we both ended up laughing. I shook my head.

"Jay, that was Tyler. He's Leah's boyfriend." I frowned at the door, "I never knew he lived here."

"That kid, is Leah's boyfriend?" James gawked, "She's kidding herself, right?!"

"What?" I frowned even more at him, while paying for the movies he'd gotten, not even so much as glancing at them.

"That Tyler boy, Tyler Simms, right?"

"How do you know that? He's my friend and I didn't even know he lived here in Newbury." I pouted, taking the movies from the good looking boy behind the counter, sliding out the door to the car.

James laughed, "You never really saw them, did you? Not many did. Okay, you know the mansion up a little closer to Newbury Port?"

"Oh yeah…" realization started to set in, "Oh my god. That's the Simms family?!" I smacked my head; I had sort of recognized his name when I met him, but never enough to notice that.

Ever since I was a kid, there was a mansion up on the hill, not many went there, the 

family kept to themselves a lot. I'd never paid much attention to them. Only when Jay and Scott teased that they were like the Adams Family, or vampires or people that hang their heads on walls; all that crap.

James nodded, "Ah, yeah, see. I thought I knew him from around. I've seen him some places; bad news I heard from some friends."

"What friends," I grumbled and then realized what I'd said, "Oh sorry… It stuck... sorry."

He shook his head and we both sat in silence for a while as we drove home. Scott was inside making food, and surprisingly not burning it. We all sat down for a movie and I looked at the clock. My parents had been very quiet; it barely felt like we were home again.

-

I jerked, waking with a gasp from the never-ending darkness of my nightmares. A cold hand pressed to my cheek and I looked up to see my mom staring down at me, her hair out and curling down her shoulders. She was in her frog jammies, making me smile and remembering the old days when her and I would sit together in her room, talking about boys and life in our jammies, eating marshmallows.

"Honey? You slept on the couch all night, you're probably all stiff."

I sat up slowly and cracked my back then neck; hell yes, I was stiff. I nodded at her, "Thanks."

"What do you want for breakfast now?" He stood up straight.

"Pasta."

"Alexandra!"

"What?! You asked mom." I grumbled, rubbing my temples. She looked at me for a long moment before smiling and nodding slightly, she disappeared into the kitchen.

I went to the CD player and shoved in my favourite Guns N Roses CD, blasting Paradise City for my whole family and street to hear. Mom gave me a death glare from the kitchen, but she knew that there was no use in telling me to turn it off. She was sometimes cool like that.

"Take me down to the paradise city, where the grass is green and the girls are pretty! Take me home!" I sung at the top of my voice, jumping down the hall, blanket still around me. Sort of.

James walked lazily out of the bathroom, long jammie pants but no shirt. He grinned and sung a little before yawning and disappearing back into his room.

I had a shower, got dressed, and woke my brothers up by jumping on their beds. I was in the kitchen eating when my phone buzzed in my pocket, making me jump.

I put it to my ear and walked outside, away from the noise, "Tyler? Oh hey."

"Hey Alex, what's doing?"

"Nothing really," I grinned, "Playing a little Guns N Roses to wake up the house, that's all."

"Thought I heard a racket."



"IT IS NOT A RACKET! THEY'RE PURE BRILLIANCE!"

He laughed "Alright, keep your hat on. So are you busy today?"

I laughed, "Wednesday, ew, the weeks almost over. But that's irrelevant. Sure, I'm free. What do you wanna do?"

I heard him sigh, "Well I know a few places that are pretty private… I don't usually wonder down your part of town alone, like I did last night, and well, to be honest." I waited, "being with a girl will probably set my parent's off since I barely hang out with my own kind here anyways."

I felt sudden stabs of gilt, pity and sadness for Baby Boy, "Well if you want to keep away from your parents and… town… there's always the rail road tracks?"

"Sounds good, do you need a ride?"

"Sure okay."

"I'll call."

"Bye Tyler,"

"Yeah, see you Alex."

I put my phone in my pocket and then yelled to the stairs, "GOING OUT! BE BACK LATER!"

-

Tyler arrived shortly in his huge Hummer. I ran out, jumping into the passengers seat and grined at him, "Hey Baby Boy, how's going?"

"I'm okay. How are you?"

I shrugged, "Need some partying."

"Hear, hear."

We drove out west, down Boston Road were it met the tracks. He pulled the car over on the side, driving off road and into the trees. We parked there and there was a long silence where my ears rung from the past humming noise of the car.

Tyler sighed and shook his head, as if shaking some thoughts he'd rather not think about, "Come on… Don't hurt yourself out here."

I frowned, "Are you kidding?"

He shrugged and paused before getting out, one leg almost on the ground, "I'm just guessing you usually stayed in town. Have you been out here before?"

"I- well- sort of- kinda- okay, so not really…" I mumbled and slid out of the car. I looked down at my feet and groaned; okay, so now I understood what Tyler meant.

Along the ground it was covered with ferns and thorny bushes. I tread carefully around the Hummer and onto the very narrow path of gravel. Tyler started walking and I followed. We came to a very small river. He jumped it and looked back, holding out his hand.

I thought about jumping it too, just to show I was capable. But I put one foot on, slipped and grabbed onto his arms frantically. He grinned and held me up, lifting me (his biceps flexing) and placing me down. He ruffled my hair and then I smiled; he was like a big brother to me.



We came into a clearing were I could see the rail road track. He jumped onto it and tried to balance. He reached in his pocket and pulled out his phone, looking at it, and then sliding it back in his pocket, "Train comes in half an hour. We have to be careful."

"Will do," I lied, jumping on the tracks too, pushing Baby Boy backwards and yelling, "TAG! YOU'RE IT!"

I started running, but my little legs didn't take me far when I was being chased by the six-foot giant with mile-long legs. He grabbed me, twisted my arm and threw me to the ground. He pinned me there.

"AH! Okay! Okay! Truce?"

He rolled his eyes but let me up. I grinned and sat on one of the tracks. At least I'd feel it rattle if a train was approaching. I rubbed my hands together, twining my fingers up and then cracking them. I smiled at him, the air getting hotter and then shrugging off my baggy shirt to reveal a tank top underneath. I cleared my throat as Tyler had looked away politely, "So Baby Boy… You're looking a bit peekish these days. What's up?"

He sighed again. He seemed tired, but not physically, more with his personality. Could people have personality-blues? I'd have to look that up…

"Yeah, it's just being back in town that's all."

I undid my shoe lace and then did it up a few more times, finding something to fiddle with as I started to wonder into the unknown, "What's wrong with town? I'm getting the impression it's like slitting your wrists."

He laughed once, and then paused. "Yeah, well I guess you could say that."

"Tell me about it."

"Well, I'm guessing that you've realized who my parents are?" I shook my head, "Well my mom's a lawyer. Yeah, that's right, suits and wigs and hammers and shit. She's crazy strict about the law, kinda why I never got out much. I still don't.

Well my father is the mayor, and once again, pretty strict with that sort of stuff. I feel like I'm in a house of royalty sometimes, what with my mom dressing me up like a freak, all these old people coming over for dinner all the time. I have to act like I'm some idiot geek that get's top grades in everything, you understand?

Plus, my 'rents don't really have that much of a reputation around here. Well heck; of course they do, but it's not the kind of reputation you're proud of when you're their only son.

Mom appreciates when I just stay home all day, doing absolutely nothing and combing my hair and cleaning my room four times a day and answering the phone politely as if I didn't even live there."

"That sounds like crap!" I blurted before I could re-think how harsh that might have sounded, "I mean… with your parents and-"

He waved a hand, "I'm used to it. I'm used to being the outcast here. I always have been."



Another huge stab of guilt. I used to be one of the outcasters. I snorted, "You know… This'll sound stupid, but I pledged to myself when I was younger to find out the truth." I sucked in a breath, "I used to believe the stories my brothers told me when I was very young… like the ones about people going up to your house, and never coming out- those sorts of stories? Once they told me that they saw you drag a dead body from your car at the edge of town or something…"

Tyler laughed darkly to himself, "…if they only knew…"

I choked on my next word and stared at him, "Wait- that one wasn't one of those 'Oops, I forgot to mention that' moments, was it?"

He laughed again, his eyes still dark and scaring me, "She wasn't dead."

"TYLER!"

"What? She-" He shuddered, "…I don't want to talk about it."

"The hell you don't! What did you do to her?! Should I be freaking out? Should I be worried for Leah?!" I was breathing quickly now.

"No! No, Alex, shh! No… wait, it wasn't-"

"-What the hell, Tyler?!"

"Alex! I swear!" He had his hands up in surrender to me, his eyes now panicky, "Alex! Please, listen!"

I sat back down, arms folded over my chest as if to half protect myself from him, but also to hold myself back from launching at him. "Explain yourself young man, before I have to call Rachel to kick your ass and- oh god, Leah…"

"ALEX! Listen! There's two sides to every story, and I'd rather your hear mine before you hear Cassie's."

"Cassie?" I raised an eyebrow.

He sighed, "It's embarrassing, why I didn't want to talk about it."

"Embarrassing?"

"Very embarrassing. If my mom ever found out…"

"Found out, what?"

He looked up to glare at me, "Are you just going to repeat everything I say? Cause if you are, I'm really not going to bother even thinking about telling you."

"Think about telling me-"I saw his face and laughed, "-I'm joking! Go on."

He rubbed his fingers over his white knuckles and curled his legs up, putting his elbows on his knees, "She tried to kiss me one time when I was supposed to take her in to town by my mother's wishes. I told her no, but she's one of those high class bitches who takes no shit from anybody."

"Even a warlock?" I snapped.

"Even me. She wouldn't stop so I threw her out of my car and drove away, not even looking back. She's a hell of a drama queen, so she's probably told all her friends I tried to rape her or something…"

"It's the other way around, isn't it?"



He turned away, "I don't want to talk about it, Alex." His voice was warning now and I understood what he had said before. 'It's embarrassing, why I didn't want to talk about it.'

I sighed and pat his shoulder, "I'm sorry… You have to know what I'd jump to, right? I've barely known you for a month. You could be… could be some sort of paedophile or something."

He raised one eyebrow to me and pointed to himself. He said in a light, questioning tone, "Baby Boy?"

I laughed, "Yeah, well," I paused, "names can be misleading."

He stared at me for a long moment and I thought he would hit me or something. But then, his lips turned up and his eyes sparkled. He started to laugh. We were both laughing until I punched his arm lightly, he poked my sides and then we were both tickling each other until the rails started to shudder.

We both jumped up and ran off the tracks, the train blowing past in a matter of seconds and then it was gone. As quickly as it had come around the corner.

I sighed and looked at Tyler, "You wanna get a burger?"

He shrugged, "I don't go into town much. Only when I have to-"

"-well you have to." I beamed up at him.

He sighed, "We'll grab one and then I'll take you up to my place." We started to walk back towards the car as he spoke, "I'll show you all the dead bodies I keep in the pool, heads we hang on the wall- oh! We even have a dungeon where vampires live."

I snorted, "Dead Man's Feast, huh? Cool!"

He grinned, and started the car once we were in, "It's a date."

-

We drove up a long drive, forest framing the roads until gradually, tree by tree, bush by bush, shrub by shrub; it turned into fresh, green grass. I gawked looking up as the grass stretched all the way up the hill until there were pretty trees and bushes. The house –or castle in my opinion- was beautiful. It somehow made me think of Edward Scissorhands, even though it was nothing like it.

The house was grey bricks and some parts of it looked medieval. There we no big fancy clipped hedges or weird fountains, the trees were eerie looking. Stalky with beautiful colours leaves that ranged from light blues to pinks to dark oranges and to greens.

Tyler parked his Hummer with the other cars on the side; I stepped out onto the gravel that crunched under my feet.

"What's up? You look like you've seen a ghost?" Tyler put a hand on my shoulder.

I shook my head, mouth hanging open and eyes wide, stuck to the house –uhh- castle, mansion, over-sized cottage- there was no way of explaining what it was. It was beautiful, no less, but scary still. It was unique.

He looked down at his feet, bit his lip and shuffled his feet, "Yeah, it's a little -wow- like that. I've never really liked it-"



"You're bullshitting me," I blurted, head snapping around to him. His eyes went wide for a moment as I must have surprised him. I cleared my throat, "I just mean... well... wow for sure, but, it's beautiful. I've never actually seen it. I've seen the top from the bottom of the hill; in town where I live but... never ever did I think I'd get as close as this."

He laughed, "Yeah... right, well now you know where the stories must come from, huh?" I nodded slowly, still gazing up at it until Tyler grabbed my hand and started pulling me, "The front doors over that way, not the only way in, but I don't think my parents are home."

I nodded and let him drag me along. The front door made me grin. It was black and very old looking. He slid his keys into the lock, twisting them and opening the door. He put his finger to his lips, signalling for me to be quiet. I obeyed.

I looked inside at the huge hall and was utterly surprised. The outside was totally freakishly Frankenstein time; inside the walls were a dirty cream colour, the furniture was pretty colours of browns and auburns.

He crept carefully along, pulling me right behind him, but slow enough for me too gaze around. I peeked in one room and gasped.

He turned quickly to me, his eyes screaming worry.

I shook my head and whispered, "You have a library?!"

He rolled his eyes and kept going, we slid into the kitchen and were walking through it when someone squealed. Tyler swung around, smashing his knee into the counter and yelling in pain. He grabbed at his knee with the hand that wasn't connected to mine.

I looked over my shoulder to see a tall woman in a tight cream coloured suit that matched one of the sitting chairs in the living room, her dark hair wavy and half pulled back in odd angles, glasses perched on her head and a book in one hand. Her eyes flicked down to our hands and then back up to me. Her eyes were the same piercing colour as Baby Boys, and in them, I saw exactly what she was thinking.

"Oh, Tyler, honey. You gave me a fright," Her voice was like body butter, thick and smooth. She grinned and walked over to us, "So this must be Leah,"

At that moment Tyler's hand immediately dropped away from mine, he stood up straight again and cleared his throat.

"Oh, no I-"I tried to explain.

"Honey! No need to sneak her in. Come dear, you're welcome. I'm intrigued to talk with you."

"Mom!" Her eyes flared at her and he sighed, "Mother," her face smoothed and Tyler put himself in front of me, his mother's brow furrowing as she looked at me, "This isn't Leah, this is Alex. A good friend of mine from school."

"Oh. Oh, my mistake, honey. I'm sorry." She said to me and then looked at Tyler, "Shall I get Jared to make some lunch? Do you-"

"Mo-ther," He almost slacked it again, "I am going to take her up stairs and show her the house. I don't want anything, can you leave us?"



She nodded but her eyes were on the top of his head, she narrowed them, "You need a hair cut, you're hair's too long, I don't want my son looking like someone off the streets."

"I think it looks nice," I said without thinking. Her ice cold eyes hit me like a bullet and I dropped my head.

"Bye mother," He grabbed my arm painfully hard and dragged me out of the room.

"Honey, don't take her in your room! You know what the rules are when friends are over! Be nice, don't hog-"

We were almost running up the stairs, his long legs carrying him a lot further than mine were. I puffed as I looked up the millions of spiral stairs. We got to the first landing and I coughed, "Dude..."

His voice was low and stricken, "Now you see why I never bring my friends home, she's a nightmare."

I was catching my breath as he showed me around, "How can you bare to stay home all the time then?"

"It's better than running around town, trying to be invisible,"

"But-"

"No, Alex, you don't get it!" He turned around to me, his blue eyes now cold as ice, "So many times I've gone just to pick some things up and come back with a black eye, sometimes not even come back until the next day because I'm so ashamed of the damage people have done. Did I tell you that once I was almost thrown into the damn? Yeah, almost drowned to death?"

"People really don't like you...?" I whispered.

He turned away from me, running both his hands fingers through his hair and closeing his eyes, "I'm sorry, it's just stress. Mom does that you know... feeds off your happiness."

I smiled half-heartedly and rubbed small circles on his shoulder, "Sorry, Tyler, I'm the one intruding here. You told me it was a bad idea to come, but you brought me anyways. It was stupid, maybe we should just go."

He looked at me for a long second, in a long enough second that worried me that he was going to do something crazy. Then he grinned, "Alex, I have something to show you, but if I am going to show you, you have to stay for dinner."

I blinked, taken aback, "You were joking when you said this was a date!"

He laughed, "Don't be silly... will you stay? Because the stars are counting on you."

-

Tyler's mother was disapproving when I offered to make dinner. Tyler helped me and we both rummaged around the large-enough-to-be-a-bowling-alley kitchen, singing to the radio that he put on despite his mother's annoying comments and finally was done. I gave his mother some of the food and kept a plate aside for his father when he came home. Tyler grabbed my plate before I got to it and started walking, laughing when I tried to reach for it.

He made for the staircase and I sighed, deciding to let him carry my food. We didn't 

stop at the first landing like before, not even the second. We passed the third which I'd hoped was the last until we got to the last. I wouldn't say it was a landing, not even a floor really, since there was about enough room for three people to hunch together and a door. He stared at the door handle and it twisted automatically the door opening in front of him.

I frowned at him, "Do your parent's know?"

He looked down at me with a strange expression, "It must be different for you girls."

"What do you mean?"

He showed me into a room; or at least what I thought was a room. It was like a balcony but there was no end as it touched the roof and I noticed we were all the way on top of this... castle. I stared as the roof went flat for a little until it dipped down where, if you stepped over the edge, for sure you'd plummet to your death.

He walked to the edge, sat down and put my plate next to him. He sighed, "Alex, it gets passed down the male generations. If I have a son, no doubt will he be able to do what I can."

I sat next to him, starting to eat, "Oh... wow, thats... do you think, well if you and Leah...?"

He shrugged, "That's a scary thought, Alex."

I laughed, "He'd be a magician. Just like his parent's."

"Maybe. What if you and Reid...?"

I groaned, "Ugh, we'd have three killing machines." That both put smiles on our faces. Tyler sniffed casually while eating, not looking anywhere but his food as he said, "Look up."

It was night time, and I could see all the lights of the houses in town, burning golds.

My eyes slowly drifted upwards to the sky and I gasped. The stars were glistening like spilled diamonds on a carpet of pitch black.

"Wow... You come up here much?"

"Almost every night in summer," He laughed to himself as if shearing an inside joke, then sat back, his arms supporting him, "It's my place, really. Where I sit for ages and just forget about reality."

I nodded slowly, "I understand why."

After finishing dinner and laying on my back next to Tyler, I sighed and spoke my mind, "Baby Boy?"

"Yes, Alex Girl?" He chuckled.

"Do you think it'll last." There was a pause where i looked to the side, "Us, i mean. Do you think we'll all still be friends by the end of the year? I mean we're seniors... end of this year we'll all slack for a bit and then move to college, then get jobs-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Alex," he propped himself up on his side, "Alex, you can't do that. Don't just say what's going to happen to us in the future like you're reciting your favourite poem. The lives of young ones are unpredictable, there's nothing you can really grasp and keep hold of right now. Not on us."



I blinked, "What are you going to do when you finish?"

He shrugged and sat back, "Get top grades... be a doctor or a lawyer like mom." I stared in disbelief. He obviously sensed my distress and laughed, "Alex, I'm not that stupid. I don't know, I guess I want to travel a bit, see and do things. I'm not sure. You?"

"I want to dance."

He stopped and sat up, looking at me. I didn't look back however, I stared up into the sky, "Yes, I want to go places and I want to dance the whole way."

He smiled and poked my nose with his index finger, "Good for you, at least one of us has our eye set on things."

I rolled my eyes at him and sat up, "Baby Boy, you'll find something, and when you do..." I grinned, "...we'll travel together."

"Agreed."

Cute, huh? I love Baby Boy :)